Zack Snyder’s Watchmen is impressively ambitious, but its hard to avoid the conclusion that when it succeeds as a film, it’s in spite of him rather than because of his efforts. The grim masterwork crafted by Alan Moore and Dave … Continue reading Midnight is in her eyes, tears drop like a child
I need to find my own gigantic pillow. (Posted simultaneously to “Jelly-Town!”) Continue reading To take a glimpse at the good life, a look at what we could have
And I thought the ads that replaced critics’ comments with testimonials from giddy, halfwit patrons who’ve just exited the theater were bad. We’ve reached a hilarious new low. (Posted simultaneously to “Jelly-Town!”) Continue reading If she had half a mind, you’d be about even
I had a Christmas tradition for a while. In the late nineties, I would call up my old college radio station and offer to take the first air shift on the morning of December 25th. As someone who served two years as the Program Director there, I knew how difficult it could be to wrangle up personnel during winter break, especially on the day that even the most devoted student volunteers were spending back home with the fam. This was after I won parole from my time served in commercial radio and before I found myself back in the strange … Continue reading One for Friday: Self, “Meg Ryan”
In response to yesterday’s post, a pal of mine noted that all this Watchmen talk should be accompanied by an equal amount of Alan Moore talk. I agree. And I’ll defer to the man’s own words: “All too often education actually acts as a form of aversion therapy, that what we’re really teaching our children is to associate learning with work and to associate work with drudgery so that the remainder of their lives they will possibly never go near a book because they associate books with learning, learning with work and work with drudgery. Whereas after a hard day’s … Continue reading Alan Moore knows the score
As a general rule, I avoid writing about any film until I’ve had a chance to see it. If I have strong impressions or preconceptions going in, I try to honestly incorporate that into my eventual posted assessment. Beforehand, though, … Continue reading Though it nearly took a miracle to get you to stay it only took my little fingers to blow you away
In Bruges (Martin McDonagh, 2008). The acclaimed Irish playwright follows up his Oscar-winning short film with a feature debut about a pair of hitmen laying low in a Belgian tourism mecca. The film is enjoyable, charged by a flinty wit and features a pair of winning lead performances by Brendan Gleeson and Colin Farrell. It’s also fairly inconsequential, structured with the shrewd storytelling insight of a seasoned dramatist but somewhat wanting in depth. All of the characters feel like pieces instead of completely realized creations. None of the relationships have resonance, causing problems as the twists of the plot require … Continue reading Pivotal film, selling out your monkey
(Posted simultaneously to “Jelly-Town!”) Continue reading Take this place on this trip just for me
As before, we present the following as a public service. Thirty-One Ways to Celebrate NATIONAL UMBRELLA MONTH 1. Read a comic book. 2. Watch a movie. 3. Start an entertainment distribution company. 4. Swap opinions with a friend. 5. Spend some time with a good book. 6. Play a video game. 7. Groove on some jazz. 8. Listen to an album. 9. Do things your own way. 10. Experimental flamenco rock? 11. Satisfy your sweet tooth. 12. Express yourself forcefully. 13. Have a beautiful, rotten day. 14. Sit in the cool shade. 15. Celebrate a feathered friend. 16. Wear a … Continue reading If you shower me with kisses like the pouring rain I will pull up my umbrella
In the absence of anything interesting to type (or, just as pertinently, the time to actually type it out), I’ll instead humbly offer a hint about what’s coming tomorrow. (Posted simultaneously to “Jelly-Town!”) Continue reading Just when I thought my skies were a June July blue 1000 umbrellas opened
Coffee for Two 